The smoke and dust dispersed.

The sky-cutting stone sword fell straight down, attracting everyone's attention.

The tip of the sword did not fall to the ground, but a figure stood at the bottom, holding the Sky-Severing Stone Sword with one hand and gently fanning it in front of him with the other.

Su Fan?!

Everyone frowned and stared at that figure in silence for a long time.

"Compared with Mu Yiren, you are far behind!"

A cold shout came from the tip of the sword, and then the sky-cutting stone sword tilted down, and the tip of the sword was already in Su Fan's hand.

"Shua——"

The next moment, with everyone stunned, Su Fan used the sky-cutting stone sword as a weapon and threw it out.

"No, go back!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and several figures left the place in a hurry, retreating nearly a hundred miles away one by one.

The Wushen Dao Palace was the first to be hit. The Sky-Severing Stone Sword was coming towards them. The terrifying sword energy was accompanied by the swift and violent wind, and the whistling sound was accompanied by the sky-shrouding force.

How could those scattered disciples react? The wind roared, and the sword energy swept across them. A few disciples were even hit by the Sky-Severing Stone Sword, and their whole bodies flew into the distant sky like meteors.

And those disciples who were lucky enough to escape were also attacked one after another, and were blown away by the wind one by one, unable to even stabilize their own bodies.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on? Why are Senior Brother Wen's moves useless?"

"Dean, save me! I can't control my body!"

"Senior brother, take me with you, I can't hold on..."

"Use all your strength to fly away, don't be caught by the wind, otherwise you will be torn apart by the sword energy in the wind."

"..."

The shouts rang out one after another, and without exception, they were all from Wushento Palace.

The cultivators in the Tribulation Stage who had evacuated early were all lucky enough to breathe a sigh of relief. Feeling the fierce wind blowing from the Sky-Severing Stone Sword, everyone was secretly afraid.

Physical cultivation is not only invincible at close quarters, but once you get a handy weapon, you can still do whatever you want.

What's more, this physical training is still the banished immortal Su Fan!

"I've had enough fun, I'll give it back to you!"

Su Fan raised the Sky-Severing Stone Sword and shouted loudly, then turned the tip of the sword to face the Purple-robed Palace Master.

"Whoosh——"

The sky-cutting stone sword came out in response, and was thrown towards the Purple-robed Palace Master by Su Fan with a brush of his hand. Without any trace of its terrifying aura, it came straight towards the Purple-robed Palace Master.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the Sky-Severing Stone Sword had already arrived in front of the Purple Robe Palace Master.

"crack!"

Several long purple silk ribbons flew out from behind the purple-robed Palace Master, winding up one by one, completely entangling the Sky-Severing Stone Sword.

But the speed of the Sky-Severing Stone Sword was not noticeable at all, and even the tip of the sword, which was like a wall, was pointed in front of the purple-robed Palace Master, forcing him to fly backwards.

The people watching the fun all around also had smiles on their faces, and none of them wanted to take action.

Those who deserved to die were all killed, and all that was left was to watch the fight between Su Fan and the Immortal of the West Sea. This was what they cared about.

What really threatened them, besides Su Fan, was the invisible Ghost Roar. This was the existence that worried them. Once he was assassinated by the Ghost Roar, he would be seriously injured after all.

Even if a monk in the Tribulation Stage sees a ghost roaring, he has to walk around!

Wasn’t this the case for the red-robed master of Wu Shendao Palace before?

The sneak attack on Su Fan failed, but instead forced Su Fan to let out his ghostly roar, and all of them were unable to take action.

Looking at the purple-robed Palace Master who had been forced to retreat, Su Fan chuckled and turned his head to look at the Immortal of the West Sea who had not made any move in mid-air.

"Come on, it's the two of us now."

Hearing this, everyone around was excited, and finally this moment came

.

The Immortal of the West Sea did not talk nonsense. He reached out and pulled off his clothes, revealing an extremely strong body. Even every piece of flesh and blood was full of spiritual power, and the power of Qi and blood in it was like a stormy wave.

"Back then, after I lost to you, I worked hard to train my body. Today, you and I will compete for the title of the best physical practitioner in the world of cultivation."

The Immortal of the West Sea came out calmly, but the next moment he had disappeared from where he was, and it could even be said that he only left an afterimage.

"Whoosh——"

The sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and those watching the battle in the sky were undoubtedly not feeling numb.

This is the real physical training.

Xihai Immortal's speed has exceeded everyone's sight, and their eyes can no longer capture the opponent's figure. Except for the air explosion and the slowly dissipating afterimage, everyone can't find Xihai Immortal at all.

But then, Su Fan was like a thrown stone, flying hundreds of miles away, leaving a deep ravine mark on the ground.

The person who appeared at the location where Su Fan was just now was the Immortal of the West Sea.

Before everyone could recover, the sound of breaking through the air sounded again, and the Immortal of the West Sea disappeared in front of everyone again.

"Chaotic lion energy!"

From a place with a radius of a hundred miles, a soft drink was heard, and then bursts of banging sounds were heard, like a heavy hammer. From a distance, it sounded like a roar of a lion.

Su Fan's figure had already fallen from mid-air and was embedded on the ground, and one side of his body was continuously hit by the Immortal of the West Sea.

The sound of the punch came from Su Fan's body.

In terms of physical fitness alone, this was the first time Su Fan saw someone who could compare with him.

This Immortal of the West Sea is indeed not a simple person. It is terrifying to be able to possess such strength in a close fight with him. From this point of view alone, he is worthy of the Immortal's destiny.

The spiritual energy from before gathered together and entered Xihai Immortal's body early. Coupled with the support of the immortal energy from Wugou Immortal Sect, the current Xihai Immortal is no different from the Heavenly Immortal.

Every punch almost contained a hint of immortal power, constantly bombarding Su Fan's body.

The immortal power entered Su Fan's body and tore apart Su Fan's internal organs. Cracks appeared in his body and his internal organs began to ooze blood.

Just one face-to-face encounter, and he was already injured!

How long?

How long has it been since he had blood?

Su Fan suddenly asked in his heart, feeling an inexplicable feeling of nostalgia.

Unexpectedly, the person who injured him in the world of cultivation was actually the person who lost to him back then. After so many years, Xihai Immortal has reached this point, which is really good.

"boom--"

The fist fell, and Su Fan's body was already deeply embedded in the ground.

With one punch, the mountains and the ground within a hundred miles radius collapsed.

With one punch, the ground collapsed and mountains and rivers were broken.

…

The spectators had become numb, and their expressions of astonishment never stopped.

Is this the strength of a physical cultivator?

A body cultivator actually has such terrifying power to open up the world and destroy the earth. If these people in the Tribulation Stage were to face the Immortal of the West Sea, they would probably not even have a chance to escape, right?

At such a speed, they might be dead before they could react, let alone face such a terrifying fist.

Now that Su Fan is being fought up close and personal, he doesn't know how long he can last.

"boom--"

With the last punch, Su Fan's entire body was embedded into the ground more than ten kilometers deep, and the surrounding ground became even more torn apart, with no piece of it intact.

Immortal Xihai slowly flew up, lowered his head and frowned: "Are you looking down on me? With your ability, it is impossible to reach this level!"

They had just fought, and it seemed that he had the upper hand, even Su Fan.

There was no chance to fight back, but the real result was not like that.

He had fought against Su Fan before, so he naturally knew how strong Su Fan was and how terrifying Su Fan was.

So... from the time he took action until now, Su Fan has not taken it seriously.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the slightly angry words of the Immortal of the West Sea.

Has Su Fan reached his limit yet?

Su Fan, who was lying on the ground, also sighed, slowly got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and calmly patted the dust off his pants, as if he didn't care at all about the Xihai Immortal's offensive.

"After so many years, the people who can hurt me are almost dead. The strength of your punch just now was mixed with immortal power, which made me feel a little uncomfortable for a while."

Su Fan looked up at the deep pit he had made and said with a smile: "Although I really don't want to fight you, I also want to know what you know, so... I'm sorry."

Xihai Immortal has reached this stage, and it is impossible to ascend.
To be continued...